The Lure from *NEW* Undertow by Sharon Knight

Oh I feel your tides coming in for the night
Drifting down into sleep
You wrap me up in your silvery light
You draw me down to your deep

In your rhythms I am yearning
For a life that I cannot see
In your seasons I am learning
To let myself fly free

Clarion calling, you are my cure
Endlessly wandering, drawn by your lure

When the twilight settles on my restless mind
And crimson drains from the sky
I come to leave my troubles behind
As I watch the daylight die

I am a wanderer
With sand between my toes
There’s no comfort for my mind
But to feel your salt winds blow

Clarion calling, you are my cure
Endlessly wandering, drawn by your lure

When midnight calls to her ghostly brides
Drifting on the dreaming sea
I feel the moon pulling at my tides
A madness comes over me

And when my last breath lingers
And I fade into the night
I will take your beckoning fingers
And walk beyond the light

Clarion calling, you are my cure
Endlessly wandering, drawn by your lure

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